Luyện nghe bài hát Damage

Woke up a war in my head
An old grumble
And an space in the bed
And if ol' John can't sing the next line
'Bout something that can me smile

have to be content
To stare at your baby photos it makes some sense
Were you mine anyway
up as i drop away

I wrote down what i on the head of a matchstick
it all short and sweet all, all that makes sense to me
Burnt six thousand minds, sorry for all the
I just can't add up the sums to the damage we've done

I for you like a doll from a tree
Keep a stitched face
As the makes a bed for me
I my eye where i fell, sends no replies

And you can run so long from sadness, that never at home for the fun
I can't make
For the shorthand
god it ain't a Sunday night

I wrote down what i on the head of a matchstick
Wrote it all short and all, all that makes sense to me
Burnt six thousand minds, sorry for all the
I can't add up the sums to find the damage we've done

I down what i think on the head of a matchstick
Wrote it all and sweet, all that makes sense to me
Buring out in the lights, sorry for all
I just see how it comes
The damage done
The we've done
The we've done